[ He'd promised her, hadn't he? It feels like forever ago, both of them stood in the garden. Yuuri, trusting none of them enough to let them in any further than arm's length. He'd said: I don't know. I can't stop throwing myself at this until I do.
Is this what he gets for all that effort? Throwing himself against this impossibility until he finds an answer or breaks first?
She huffs and scrubs at her face, trying to shake away those kinds of thoughts. ]
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[ He'd promised her, hadn't he? It feels like forever ago, both of them stood in the garden. Yuuri, trusting none of them enough to let them in any further than arm's length. He'd said: I don't know. I can't stop throwing myself at this until I do.
Is this what he gets for all that effort? Throwing himself against this impossibility until he finds an answer or breaks first?
She huffs and scrubs at her face, trying to shake away those kinds of thoughts. ]
Then... how are you holding up?